This is something that James Franco posted at Twitter.
A constellation of hatred from celebrities pretending to be something other than vicious, greedy mediocrities who hate me for writing better on my worst day than they ever will in their lives.
I took pictures of the OMAZE website tonight. The lobby of the Pine Street Inn closes at 9:00 p.m., so I'll just publish these:
What they mean is that everyone except for me and the children whom they want to have sex with should have a good life. Suffering doesn't matter to them if you're not kissing their pathetic, rich asses all day and every day.
The emperors stole my clothes, but their thefts haven't made them smarter. Unfortunately, there are more of them than there are of me.
Copyright, with noted exceptions, L. Kochman, December 2, 2015 @ 9:00 p.m.
